Friday, June 18, 2010

I got a chance to check out the 337 Project's Mini-Golf Course at the Art Center last night, everyone has to give it a play, some really impressive stuff! I wrote a little preview of things to come this weekend over on the 337 Project Blog, including the arrival of Banksy's film at the Broadway. Sweet!
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

A hive of infrastructure, rarely seen or understood by the throngs of
consumers it's intended for. Thousands of people, thousands of hours,
years of individual expertise resulting in a sprawling entity
that boggles comprehension.

Why can we build this mecca to buying things we don't need with the
seriousness and focus of an army of ants, yet we're incompetent,
incapable on so many other levels? Everyday people seem fine, and
kind, and genuine, especially if you extend your kindness first, but
their popular culture and political actions at large seem monstrous,
shallow, or selfish. 1 in 4 women are raped in situations so grisly or
so urbane that both seem impossible and outside of my scope of
experience. A medical emergency is enough to debilitate my fragile
world of self-sufficiency, living like a monk in the most excessive,
affluent nation on earth. Oil spills destroy the world for Nigerians
every day and we can barely care on an individual level when there's a
spill near our shores. How do I fit in to all this? I work,
volunteer, and organize community things every day, supposedly
sharpening my skills and effecting things for the better, but for all
I know I'm making things worse. Should I only care about the things
within the scope of my comprehension? Keep my head down and quietly
work on bikes at the collective, spreading enthusiasm for this thing
called art that has no tangible benefits? Or should I care about
everything and do everything I can to destroy this overgrown system of
pointless excess and eroded interpersonal relationships? Or should I
strap on a hard hat and fight for a city that reflects my values?

I don't know. I do know I'm tired, and I have some emails to write,
and I've got to eat dinner tonight and I hope I can summon up the
energy to insure it's not processed garbage. I'm not unhappy with this
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Bye

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